Voice Of The Streets Lyrics

Had to get it out the mud

We didn't have no choice

How he slide down Del Rosa

In a Rolls Royce

Ain't no cap we know the truth

You know we coming real

Pop my shit for the ones who don't got no voice

Taking Ls apart of it

You know that it come with that

What you know about investing

Probably didn't make it back

Probably didn't make it flip

But when it worked you doubled that

When you on a mission locked in

It ain't no fun wit that

Told lil baby I just want her mouth

Without no love attached

You gone see who really with you

When you down and pockets flat

Time is everything

That's one thing you can't double back

Oh you do it for the gram huh

We ain't with none of that

How you dog the bitch

That fucked with you when you was low

Then go cuff a bitch

That wouldn't fuck you if you was broke

You was thinking bout the love

She was thinking bout the dough

Now you paying child support just like a car note

It was planned

Jealousy be in jokes now check yo mans

I'm just tryna get you right

Cause I don't think you understand

How you screaming gang gang

But they won't lend a helping hand

Stay out the way and get to it

I would highly recommend

Cause bitches be setting up

Thinking with yo dick

You slide through and they gone wet you up

Have you out here dead as fuck

It's too late now

Ambulance gone have to pick you up

Mama gone have to sell plates to run them digits up

This real shit I ain't tryna preach

Fly nigga from the head to feet

I know you heard of me

Get you a solid team out the streets

You gone take it there

But don't be holding niggas tryna leech

Niggas would slime you like it's lime green

New jays and fresh white tees

Boy I'll tell you about the fine things

Applying pressure since nineteen

A cold playa

A bitch could never trick with the mind things

Had to cut some niggas off and on my mama it hurt

When it's really genuine

That's when the pain is the worse

From the Inland tryna make it big and break the curse

Got to patch ya self up the streets don't come with a nurse

In the trenches with my gold on

Got real respect so any disrespect you get rolled on

Free my niggas that got told on

Got Double digits at a young age

Before 21 yall coming home

I'm finna get back in my bully mode

No distractions when I'm in my zone

I work better when I'm all alone

They copy everything I do look at all my lil clones

Niggas out here backtracking lost tryna find a home

Hope you niggas find a way

Cause that ain't the answer

Instagram now n days killing shit like cancer

Better stay woke

I'm hungry for this shit and they know

Like Aaliyah with the moves how I'm rocking her boat

I'm the truth and they know that

They ain't rapping like this

Yea they did it coo

But they ain't get it cracking like this

Since middle school

I always knew I'll make it happen like this

They like what the fuck happened

Why he snapping like this for real

These streets hot and I'm cold as it get

So pray for me while I'm taking these risk

Cuban links and gold ropes

To let you know niggas know we back on that shit

Foot on the gas we ain't letting up shit

We controlling this shit for real